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StoryThe Path of Life suz110 years 9 months ago
StoryIn The Mirror suz010 years 9 months ago
StoryCherry Tree in the Garden suz310 years 9 months ago
StoryBridges of Avalon suz110 years 9 months ago
StoryAnswers suz710 years 9 months ago
CollectionMy Poems suz010 years 9 months ago
StoryWHAT LIES BENEATH YOUR BEAUTIFUL Miss Polly010 years 10 months ago
StoryDays to Remember suz210 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Dance of Life suz210 years 11 months ago
StoryGuardian Angel suz311 years 1 month ago
StoryWar Horse Rider suz411 years 1 month ago
StoryDreams of Flight suz211 years 1 month ago
StoryA wish to Linger. Vodka.Flowers.211 years 5 months ago
StoryThe Wedding Day Rory_McGimpsey511 years 7 months ago
StoryRound 12 suz311 years 7 months ago
StoryA Gift Blue19911011 years 7 months ago
StorySitting in the dark amlee411 years 7 months ago
StoryRachel suz311 years 7 months ago
StoryPortrush Rory_McGimpsey311 years 7 months ago
StoryJulian asks about Mobile Phones jolono2811 years 7 months ago
StoryWhat did you die for Jack? Parson Thru1611 years 7 months ago
StoryJust Believing suz711 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Sneak of the Milk suz611 years 7 months ago
StoryThe Blackness suz1811 years 7 months ago
StoryMissing Years ( Part 14 ) jolono1611 years 7 months ago

My collections

My stories

The Path of Life

When ‘Life’ falls upon you with a two edged sword And plunges deep, and twists, within you And life drains from the vessel that houses your soul

In The Mirror

Who’s to blame? For if we could not see If we did not know The face that faced the world We would only know What lay beneath, The smile, the dimple, the frown What could we tell?

The Dance of Life

I’ve danced the dance of life with you before I know I’ve lived a life with you before I know I’ve seen your smile Smile upon me I’ve watched your face And saw you

Days to Remember

And I ran with the flowering daisies beneath my feet And my hair flowing from my face With the warm winds rustling the Leaves, in the sycamore trees In a sunny, summertime blue, breeze

Guardian Angel

To my friend Linda, and all those who believe in angels

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